Um...I'm here. I could have sworn I updated before now. Damn.
Classes first:
Tokugawa Japan: Good so far. The study of the period between 1600 and 1868 in Japanese history. Basically the time when they closed their borders and nothing was heard of them until they emerged again and became one of the richest nations in the world. Go them. It's mostly reading articles, but the teacher is kickass and there's only four other people, which is always nice.
Modern Poetry: I like the reading of the poetry. That's fun. The class itself, I mostly sit and write. But the poetry is fun. We've done Whitman so far. Tomorrow we start Dickinson.
Beginning Experiments in Design: Whew. Lots of work, I'll tell you that. Something due every class period. Only two times a week, but still. I think I'll enjoy it, I just need to make sure I stay on top of things. But I'm confident that I'll be able to. If only we could choose what plays we could design for. I wouldn't have chosen The GLass Menagerie, that's for sure. Complete angst. And not even good angst. Tiring, boring angst that makes you want to scream at the characters, "Wake up and get a life, will you, please!?" Ahem. But it'll probably be fun, if tiring.
And now, the major. I was going to wait till later to update about this, once the process was a little further along, but since I'm updating anyway I'll tell you now.
I am creating my own major. It's an Interdisciplinary Studies option. I will call it Asian Culture Studies. "And He looked upon it, and saw that it was in progress, but definitely had some potential." There will be more on that when I get to it.
Today is the last day, in fact the last few minutes, of
Nate's and my one-year anniversary. It was very special. I do not wish to gush about it here, but you are welcome to
ask about it.
And now I shall leave you with this moment of Zen:
"1. Yea, and God said to Abraham, you will kill your firstborn son. 2. And Abraham said, 'I can't hear you, you'll have to talk into the microphone.' 3. And God said, 'Oh, I'm sorry, is this better? 4. Check, check, one two, check... 5.Jerry, pull the high end out, I'm still getting some hiss back here." Genesis 22:1-5 (Apocrypha, Stewie Griffith Edition)